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“The financial advisor kept looking at my son every time I asked about the annuity. I asked the question three times. Each time he answered my son. On the fourth ask I said, sir, I am the account holder, please look at me. He looked at me for the answer and then looked back at my son when he was done. I moved the account the next week to a woman named Angela who has not once looked past me.”